Suck
I am sat in bed watching "27 dresses" for the zillionth time. J is working late night and I am bored, hence the repetitive slew of sappy girl movies, oh, and "Horton hears a who", because Dr Seuss is a must. This week off work has been healing to my soul, though it is nowhere near enough. The smallest things cause a mini tremor to my nerves. I need a time out. We decorated our front living room. Daffodil white - it's sunny, fresh and comforting. Also rearranged the furniture. It is honestly surprising how the smallest changes can give you an all over tingling in the least dirtiest of ways. I have a mini emergency that will last 4 days. I am worried. Hm. :|.
